Eric Chase Wisowaty - Sliver Lyrics

How tastes the flames of our true colors?
Infamous sanguine etch onto me
Like needles in ink construct of gold
May I grind and shatter like ceramic
Watch as I traverse on eggshells
Watch as I rule of nothing

Watch as I consecrate
Watch as I destroy all that I touch
Watch as I reap what I sow
Watch as my hate converts my ego

Alone I walk the path of exile
But that's okay with me
It's meant to be

Chaos or synchronicity?
The deck is stacked against this hand of fate
This album's about things that have happened in my life
And the people in it that have shaped me into who I am
For better or for worse
For better or for worse

For better or for worse
I've asked myself the harder questions in life
And I've become a glutton for insanity but

It's no surprise to you anymore, oh is it?
Our puzzles change shape with every person who damages us
Constantly changing the piece that completes us
Onto the definition of what that completion is
Always striving for anything that gives us solitude in limbo

How tastes the flames of our true colors?
Infamous sanguine etch onto me